Yang Qingxuan made seals with his hands, and chanted mantras in his mouth, all of which were the methods of degradation and refining that Zhong Qiuzi taught him.
If it wasn't a last resort, Yang Qingxuan didn't want to use this method. This jar can hold the world, and it is a treasure left over from the Dao era, which is extremely rare.
But now I don't care about that much.
Seals and mantras spread in the void, spreading a little bit, filling the entire space.
On the body of the jar, golden runes began to flash, lined up line by line, and appeared in front of Yang Qingxuan at the same time.
This is the rule method contained in the jar itself, and it all appears in the form of words and light at this moment.
Yang Qingxuan forcibly memorized these words, and branded all the sensed rules into the sea of consciousness.
Not only is it beneficial for him to refine the sky tank, but if there is a corresponding opportunity in the long future, he can also refine the level of this tank back.
As Yang Qingxuan's seal and spell continued, those words flashed for a long time.
Suddenly one of them exploded, turning into a pure golden halo, and then dispersed little by little.
In the rest of the text, fragments began to appear one after another.
Yang Qingxuan frowned, the seal changed rapidly, and the seal force penetrated into the void one after another.
Waves of melancholy sounds resounded throughout the world, every syllable was filled with majestic power, shaking Yang Qing's profound knowledge, causing blood to tumbling.
It didn't take long for Yang Qingxuan's face to turn red, and traces of cold sweat permeated his whole body.
He operated the Dao body to the extreme, calmed down, and kept the spiritual platform clean without being disturbed by the sound of the Dharma.
months later.
The energy in the space seems to have become stable, operating with a certain law.
But these majestic energies are far beyond Yang Qingxuan's control, and cannot be refined, let alone dispelled. They can only be kept in the sky tank, which is of great benefit to Yang Qingxuan.
In the past few months, the aura of Yasi and Guizang has completely disappeared, and even the aura of the heavy baby has disappeared. This makes Yang Qingxuan extremely worried, wondering whether the two are still alive.
Yang Qingxuan discarded distracting thoughts, waved his hands, and bursts of peak power burst out, stirring up the rules in the entire sky jar.
At this time, the tank body vibrated, bursting out golden lights, which shot outwards and outwards.
Yang Qingxuan kept moving, and continued to use the seal, blasting into the void.
This is degrading the sky jar, allowing it to repair itself with its own strength, and then it will fall down the level.
Countless golden energies flowed on the "boundary" and rushed towards the crack, forming a vast golden ocean.
During this process, Yang Qingxuan's divine sense was always attached to the jar.
One day, Yang Qingxuan opened his eyes in surprise, and the same golden light flashed on his Taoist body. He raised his hand, and those golden lights gathered in the palm of his hand, forming a word.
He was shocked in his heart. This golden font is exactly the gold character printed on the monster's chest. It was seen on the barrier of the ancient seal. According to legend, it is the Dao characters expressing the original intention of the Dao. There are only 3,000 in total.
The golden font swayed in his palm, dim and indeterminate, very blurry.
But the power that came out of it was indeed the power of the Great Dao, which made him extremely happy.
Yang Qingxuan grasped it with five fingers, and the words immediately sank into his body, becoming one with the Dao body.
Then the perception of the jar became clearer, and the structure, rules, energy, etc. inside it appeared in the sea of consciousness little by little, and were decomposed into the smallest matrix.
Several years passed.
Suddenly one day, there was a shock in Yang Qing's profound consciousness, like the world collapsing and the universe exploding.
His whole body was filled with qi and blood, and he suddenly convulsed.
It was the energy of the sky tank that collapsed, and it was directly downgraded. The crack was completely repaired under this terrifying power.
Now the whole tank is extremely unstable, and the energy is beginning to be disordered.
Yang Qingxuan hurriedly made a formula, typed out various runes, and burned them into the void one by one, calming down the violent fluctuation.
And he had a thought in mind, taking advantage of this moment of energy chaos, he refined the shape of the sky jar. When he thought about it, he couldn't meet the enemy by himself, so he took out a jar, because he always felt that something was wrong.
So to change the canister, now is the best time to explain the disorder.
After a long time, maybe a few years, maybe ten years.
Yang Qingxuan sat cross-legged in the void quietly, her seals did not move, and it would only change a little in a few months.
On this day, in the infinite space, a dazzling brilliance burst out in an instant.
Yang Qingxuan quickly made a tactic, and the Dao rune appeared again in his hands.
The world changed, everything disappeared, and a huge magic weapon appeared around him, covering his whole body.
The magic weapon exuded majestic power, and there were waves of palpitating fluctuations.
Yang Qingxuan was overjoyed, together with seals in his hands, he shouted: "Come on!"
When the magic weapon was shaken, all of it was captured on Yang Qingxuan's body. It turned out to be a battle suit with golden runes and brilliance flowing on it.
Yang Qingxuan's heart was surging and he was extremely excited. He could clearly sense the energy in the battle suit. Even the half-step Supreme might not be able to penetrate that kind of powerful defense.
Moreover, Zhong Qiuzi and the monster's supreme power are also mixed in the space of the battle suit, which is enough for him to comprehend and refine it for a thousand years, and even enough to advance to the half-step supreme with this battle suit.
He put the battle clothes into his body and gradually became one with himself.
This feeling is much worse than Qiangu Fengliuwuchangkong, after all, the war halberd was built by himself bit by bit.
With a thought in his mind, Yang Qingxuan stretched out his hand to grab it, and countless storage elements appeared out of thin air and fell in front of him one after another.
There are more than forty in total.
It was all owned by the Wuxiu in the sky jar, and some of them even belonged to the Supreme Boss.
Yang Qingxuan's eyes lit up, and he erased all the restrictions on these storage elements, and then swept them with his consciousness one by one.
In the few rings of the Supreme Boss, he obtained a large number of treasures, various materials, spiritual fruits, and exercises, which are no longer piled up into a mountain, but into a sea.
Yang Qingxuan couldn't clean up so many things for a while, so he directly selected some pills and spiritual fruits, and after identifying them, he made some and swallowed them to replenish his energy.
Then put away these materials first, and then organize them slowly when you have time in the future.
After hundreds of years of painstaking practice and comprehension, his realm has improved a lot again, as if he is about to oppress the peak of the thousand worlds at any time, but he is only one level away.
He is not anxious at all, relying on the rules and power in the battle suit, as long as he continues to refine and comprehend, it is only a matter of time before he breaks through to the half-step supreme.
He thought for a moment, then murmured to himself: "Since it has become another magic weapon, it can no longer be called a jar of heaven, it has to be renamed."
He pondered for a while, then said with a smile: "It's a bit strange to pretend to be the battle clothes of the sky, so let's call you the battle clothes of the sky."
The battle suit seemed to feel something, and gave off a faint breath, and he didn't know whether it was joy or sadness.
At this time, his heart suddenly became extremely clear, and a feeling suddenly appeared in his heart, as if a white light was passing by in the sea of consciousness.
"Hey!" Yang Qingxuan was shocked, full of panic and nervousness.
The white light was actually the halberd light that danced in the sky through the ages, and it had a feeling with him.
"Hey, it's still there?"
A voice also came along with the halberd light: "Interesting and interesting, it seems that something happened to this kid, and he actually reacted with my weapon."
(end of this chapter)